[There's something that he and Wolfwood have in common, Vash has learned. For him, it was a matter of keeping people at arm's length. If getting close to him was a recipe for disaster, then he'd never once try to use their names. There were only a few exceptions to that list. Wolfwood had long been one of them — and that had only grown more true as he'd shifted to a first name basis.
And while Nick might have had his own reasons, it had never been lost on Vash that he deliberately used nicknames in the place of actually addressing someone. It was just another one of the myriad ways he and Wolfwood had proven to be two halves of a broken whole. But that barrier had long since fallen away for them. Now, they were more than accidental comrades, or anything like that.
They were friends. Lovers. Perhaps something more. And nothing made that more clear than the fact that Wolfwood willingly called him by name. More than anything he'd felt that night, the mouth against his skin, the fullness he feels now, that fact is what threatens to throw him over the edge.
But he's been out of the moment for far too long. He focuses in just as Wolfwood pulls out, leaving him to briefly wonder if he's fucked up. But no, his cock slides back in just as quick, filling him once more with that indescribable fullness. His body arches upward immediately, a keening noise leaving him as the waves of pleasure ripple through him. The hand against Wolfwood's back tightens, biting at the skin just enough to leave dents in it.]
Yeah, Yeah, Nick. Just like that.
[It's a bit disappointing, how close they both already are. Trying to draw it out much longer would be a fools errand, but he hopes Wolfwood will try anyway. Anything to have just a few extra seconds with him.]
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And while Nick might have had his own reasons, it had never been lost on Vash that he deliberately used nicknames in the place of actually addressing someone. It was just another one of the myriad ways he and Wolfwood had proven to be two halves of a broken whole. But that barrier had long since fallen away for them. Now, they were more than accidental comrades, or anything like that.
They were friends. Lovers. Perhaps something more. And nothing made that more clear than the fact that Wolfwood willingly called him by name. More than anything he'd felt that night, the mouth against his skin, the fullness he feels now, that fact is what threatens to throw him over the edge.
But he's been out of the moment for far too long. He focuses in just as Wolfwood pulls out, leaving him to briefly wonder if he's fucked up. But no, his cock slides back in just as quick, filling him once more with that indescribable fullness. His body arches upward immediately, a keening noise leaving him as the waves of pleasure ripple through him. The hand against Wolfwood's back tightens, biting at the skin just enough to leave dents in it.]
Yeah, Yeah, Nick. Just like that.
[It's a bit disappointing, how close they both already are. Trying to draw it out much longer would be a fools errand, but he hopes Wolfwood will try anyway. Anything to have just a few extra seconds with him.]